The Orange Blossom Diner smelled like grease and grill smoke, which was a fair sight better than the smells involved in the case Sam and Dean had just finished. They had been hunting a hag who was torturing the people of Lynchburg, Virginia with terrifying nightmares, and they eventually tracked her to the banks of the James River, where she was disguising herself by day as a rock covered in pond scum. Needless to say, the hunters relished in the smell of bacon grease after that case.
"I think I found us another case," Dean says as he slaps the newspaper down on the table in front of Sam. Sam scans the article detailing the bloody deaths of a dozen people in alleys all over Boston and looks up suspiciously at Dean.
"What?" Dean says, giving Sam a quizzical look.
"You know what. These are vamp killings. Do you know where Benny –"
"Yes, dammit, I know it's not Benny. You don't think I considered that? I called him this morning; he said he was somewhere near Omaha working at a auto body shop and keeping a low profile," Dean said exasperatedly, drinking his coffee and glaring at Sam.
"And you believe him? I mean after what happened with Martin –"
"Look Sam, this argument is getting real old real fast. Either you take Benny at his word, and we go check out this gig in Boston, or you don't take Benny at his word, and we go check out this gig in Boston. So which is it gonna be?" Dean says angrily, leaning forward and poking his finger at the newspaper. Sam sighs and downs the rest of his coffee in one gulp.
"I hear Boston is nice this time of year," Sam says, realizing that he's been defeated by Dean's logic.
"Yeah, right," Dean mutters as he grabs the newspaper and follows Sam out of the diner.
As they start the long drive from Lynchburg to Boston, Sam reads the full article, stopping when he finds their first lead.
"Well, I think the first person we should talk to is the cop who found the bodies. He should at least be able to tell us exactly what kind of wounds the victims suffered. We might not be dealing with a vamp at all, you never know." Sam looked at Dean out of the corner of his eye, gauging his reaction to his last statement in the hopes of easing the tension between them after their umpteenth fight about Benny.
"Does it say he actually found the bodies, or did he just talk to the press?" Dean asks, ignoring Sam's attempt to placate him. "I mean, this guy could just be the mouthpiece for the department, for all we know."
"It says here he found all the bodies," Sam replies, squinting to make sure that he read the article right.
"All of them?" Dean asks incredulously. "Well that's not suspicious at all."